Kendra’s POV
Caleb and I had just stepped further into the beach when I heard my name.
“Kendra.”
I turned and saw Marco walking toward us. He smiled as he approached, kissed me on the cheek, then shook Caleb’s hand without commenting on the fact that he hadn’t been invited.
“Welcome. Have a drink, make yourself comfortable.”
A waiter appeared with a tray of drinks. I took a can of spiked lemonade. Caleb picked a Coke.
Marco looked like he was about to say more, but before he could, Ronan came running toward me with his usual energy.
“Kendra! You actually came.”
“Of course I did,” I said, smiling as he hugged me.
He turned to Caleb. “We’re one short for volleyball. You play?”
Caleb glanced at me. I gave a small shrug. Go on.
He hesitated, then followed Ronan toward the net.
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